When this tasty snack calls my name I gotta show up.
I eat a million and one of them before I start to throw up.
That might not happen. Worse case? I just blow up.
Life is not life if don’t have some fruit roll ups.
Some think it’s candy, but it’s more of a sweet snack
When I see them in the snack isle I tell myself I need that.
When I was a little kid I loved them a bunch.
The best times was when my mother used to put them in my lunch.
Here’s some advice for anyone who wants to cheer Joe up.
You can accomplish this by giving me fruit roll ups.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Comments (2)
Cutetastic job! This poem made me want one!
Fantastic ode to fruit-roll-up snacks!!! Loved it!!!💕❤️❤️